Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā š¦ā-;; She carried a lot of strange smells on her, one that a normal human would have never picked up on. Bruce can, however. She doesn't carry the smell of a thief, or any other criminal on her, but she does smell like a hunter. It's what drew him to speak to her, curiosity and a desire to protect. Given how young she is, much younger than he.
There's a slightly bothered growl given when she speaks to him, he drops down then, so that he wasn't looming over her with his presence. "You're the one assuming I'm going to tell you to go home, kid." The creature responds. His head tilts and then he huffs.
"I was curious why you're out by yourself. Especially this late." He doesn't think he needs to tell her it's dangerous. His wings hunch over his shoulders in a protective way, though his hands stay where she can see them. Humans tended to be finicky about how they respond to him, especially when he didn't look like them, like he did now.
"You're hunting something, hm?"